  lovely. 3:30pm rolls around and a email shows up from the boss man saying that we're all free to go home for the day. which really means that he was heading out, but i'll take what i can get. wonderful! i can head home and go to the gym and be a good little girl. but, alas. since i am the queen of fed-exing i have to wait until all the packages are put together before i can leave. ridiculous. the main thing i'm waiting on has been waiting on a CD and printouts since 9:30am. how hard would it have been to get this done in the morning? i could be home! boo. 
